Today is St. Lucy’s Day, popular in Scandinavia, which commemorates the martyrdom of a woman who could not be silenced, burned, or married off for what she knew to be true. Her pagan roots lie in witch goddess characters such as Frau Holle, a weaver who found magic by being of service when provided the opportunities, even when it was hard. Her sister, a proto-Becky of yore, took the selfish, comfortable route and ended up covered in pitch.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Like, by Yule y’all were supposed to have some shit squared away. Your spinning, your food stores, your ability to welcome the richness of death and winter, your ability to not elect predators to the Senate, et cetera. If you didn’t have the basics together, if you hadn’t done your work, the Lussiferda would come down your chimney and kick your ass, Wild Hunt-style.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀So tonight, on Lussinatte, this goes out to the wayback sister resisters, the ones who took no shit, the ones who held others accountable, the ones who allied with the more-than-human world so they could be in deep good relation as wise women, who knew the consequences of ignoring the lessons of the dark times. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀May we do better, and may we betray the Whiteness that moves to erase the magic of what we know to be true...Image: @darby.lahger.See my story for more about St. Lucy’s Day!